After spending a few days on the Spirit Boat—aside from encountering people from the Divine Sword Sect in the first couple of days—they met no one else and arrived smoothly at Medicine King Valley.
Unlike Heavenly Dao Academy, Medicine King Valley had no majestic grand halls, nor any long, steep mountain steps. It looked more like a secluded paradise hidden from the world, surrounded by rolling hills and babbling green streams, with exotic flowers and rare herbs growing everywhere. When they arrived, it was just dusk.
Pale yellow light filtered through the swaying tree shadows, casting a soft glow amidst the mountain mists, while the occasional cry of a spiritual bird echoed through the air. It truly was a fairyland scene.
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